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this voice - z (of firing squad) lyrics

[intro]
you already know this is d*rhyme of the lightdeuce man
lightdeuce.com word up

[verse 1: hazmat]
i told you to kick rocks as a dose of reality
she took it as get lost and overdosed in an alley
she had me so p*ssed off it drove my mentality to the point i almost cut my d*ck off and dove off a balcony
i try to sleep with these [dro*fives?] arе weak and they’re timе released
so i lie and think as i bite my cheek
all of a sudden a voice in my mind speaks in cryptic language telling me “forget that lame b*tch”
go f*ck every one of her sl*t friends
go on a drug binge
pills are a lot better if you crush them
now i’m sucked in, people judge me but f*ck them
they wanna call me nuts, well i guess i’m nuts then
i was practically your husband b*tch
no faculties to function i was shackled in a dungeon
i was a huge mess then, but now i got a new best friend
use an inception to help me through my depression
[chorus: z]
i used to hate you, but now i really don’t care
cause i replaced you with this voice in my head
i used to hate you, but now i really don’t care
cause i replaced you with this voice in my head

[verse 2: jason anthony]
i’m bringing my voice
they got a love and hate relationship
seeking to be one*upping each other for the sake of it
living for competition but only one is dependent
never stop us and perish us
soul is a deadening epidemic
look at my heart it be coming along and be claiming its ownership
but both of them and tell ’em it could destroy ’em just on a whim
so everything is really hanging in the balance
my brain and my voice have better get along or no bud allowance
and so reluctantly, they came to a mutual understanding shaking hands with each other and tried collaborating
it meant that on a family trip no acting nutty or otherwise there’ll be no cake and avril for anybody
my veins are asking, “weren’t you a little harsh?”
“what are sickos and that’s final?” said my heart
you little b*st*rds are not gonna ruin my vacation
i worked so god d*mn hard and you don’t appreciate it

[chorus: z]
i used to hate you, but now i really don’t care
cause i replaced you with this voice in my head
i used to hate you, but now i really don’t care
cause i replaced you with this voice in my head
[verse 3: ???]
i was gonna put it
i used to be hating the life i was living
i used to create and i fight for the vision
hallucinations of a life that’s better
like whatever
i could never move to a state of psycho living
who can just stay when the price is prison?
mime a system
people without a spine addicted
trying to get it
heaven’s fun instead
for every*f*cking*one that’s dead, blunt to the head
voices in my head
sweat, tears, f*cking moisture that i’ve bled
you better enjoy what you’ve been fed
(shut up for a second. no songs in accepted)
placed in a bad lane, need a good route
remembering some memories but not as many stood out
wait a sec, the negative is took out
trying to have a different outlook when i look out
but you don’t even know the sh*t
voices in the head they explode and then it’s ferocious

[chorus: z]
i used to hate you, but now i really don’t care
cause i replaced you with this voice in my head
i used to hate you, but now i really don’t care
cause i replaced you with this voice in my head
[verse 4: z]
i circled my whole life around you and gave you every breath of me
that life was better when i found your stability in my recipe
but little did i know that you would cheat with f*cking everybody
and that anyone you ain’t know inside your booth as long as the vodkas running
you f*cking b*tch
where’s the money that you owe me then?
particularly the green you see when you had me high like dopey is
don’t forget the profit splits
homie let’s address the obvious
it’s more comfortable where my sofa is
but you told me you was confident (what the f*ck!)
and now i’m f*cking what you say like the head was
zoning into ambience and the voice against your fraudulence (f*ck you)
inside my cranium’s a stadium of voices that be telling me the problem is the presence of your consciousness
so petty
that b*tch umbilical departure was painted a little darker cause the lack of her accomplishments
she try to talk but all i’m hearing is these voices in my head so now she shocked on some blocker sh*t

- z of firing squad lyrics

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